Luyện nghe bài hát Mantis

The technique, mainly
On arm and finger
you've that, then the next step
Is to how to pierce stone

Well, you might as start practicing now
Do you-do you-do you, do you know, legends?
How it was it all
It was off this blackbird

Although it was a tenth of the bird's size
It was a very valiant
And that's why the technique, needs a man
And a strong one, who isn't of birds

Welcome back to the temple of hip-hop and Kem'po
rhyme nympho, B-boy Bob Digital
Diamond crystal ring solid gold bone
We be the humble most individuals

Hard to spot microdots, we
MC's, third eye Cyclops laser beam shots
Being fired once the get raised up
We Blaze up, abrasive heat, from the phaser gun

Never left for a Dunn, Atilla the Hun
Type Park Hilla, eighteen wheeler Mack's
In the lanes, from the rugged grains
Of soil, the red wolves be prowlin'

Howlin' over the that got the whole world bowin'
We spoiled, one swordsmen
One recordings, one thousand Wu stores and
One thousand rap and global insurance

Not your occurrence
My rhyme torments with the fear of God
You'll be cursed Farad
And by the iron rod

Hell's Wind Staff, the wrath of Titans
Niggaz battlin', swingin'
women, whirlwind given save the children
Escape the poverty for live and, let
Die by the mic, skill by night

Hell's Wind Staff, the wrath of Black
Niggaz battlin', swingin'
women, whirlwind given save the children
Escape the for live and, let live
Die by the mic, skill by night

Man-Mantis style easy to learn
A mantis is small, but
With arms, it can lift up
Many it's own weight

On behalf of the Wu-Tang Clan I'll display the Hong
Shaolin King poems slaps niggaz in half from Kwan'tan
Ten tigers scratch like math, the Hell's Wind Staff
Watch the diagram strike the diaphragm

Pierced lung minute from tongue sound the drum
Here I come as predicted, holdin' the raw seal, all kneel
7th Degree black mic is ill, listen to the guns holler
Swallow the shell, New York terrorist

Break fool to this, madness, low-hand, grabs the mic stand
Smooth as water, Spat Seven Seas not yet mastered
Breathe and wheeze, Earth kills
I'm wreckin' MC's, blood spills, meadow is

The piercin' sound of silence ears, fires fears
Wood sharp claw tears, tree from bark
Hard to maintain control when you
I stand with the strength of Jobe and hold pressure that'll bust head

I'm teachin' civilization, one havin' knowledge
Wisdom understanding, culture
Knowledge savage in of happiness
Thunderous mantis, all this